Although Mary Pickford is the 34 year old D.W. Griffith's definition of beauty, and is used to define and represent the American woman, the story itself not about human beings but a statement on social exclusion. The characters are one-dimensional with no universal appeal. You learn absolutely nothing about yourself through engaging with these cardboard cut-outs, and it is a result of Griffith not constructing a biography for each player. He seems to have an inability to breath life into his protagonists, possibly because he is unable to see into his character's souls. There is no emotional involvement in the film, leaving you worse off at the end of the film than before you watched it.
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